Should I give up? Should I shackle these devises of torture, shut the gates to my mind and excommunicate all forms of this art? I have hurt someone with the works I scratch to the page. My words have brought tears to her eyes and a shadow over her heart. I never meant for my thoughts to hurt anyone. Seeing the aftermath of what I have released I cannot stand by and let this to continue. To let emotions run rampant and unchecked. I must be stopped so I cannot hurt another. I'll lock away my heart throw away the key. It might be a good thing in the end. A tortured heart cannot last long with a weak mind. Both are required at full for the vessel to function "normally".
The earth continues to turn. The sun continues to rise. People continue their lives and are completely oblivious to the beautiful soul uttering it's last words. "Goodnight, sleep tight"
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